Rain, falling quietly, has also aroused ripples in my heart; The cold wind blows gently, and you can't forget the pain of the past.

No one sleeps in the rain for half a month, and the rain is drunk and the maple falls.

Rain has flown, which is a fleeting time, and lonely interpretation of the passage of China.

Flowers bloom to the end, just like a rain, nothing.

It's drizzling, Sauvignon Blanc, looking back and smiling; Cold wind, looking to the other side; The sea of people is boundless, and the breeze and drizzle penetrate the heart.

The autumn wind is bleak When the last leaf falls, it is a drop of rain that you will never see.

Picking up the fragments of memory, that hazy rainy night gradually emerged in my mind, unforgettable memory, let it freeze in the years forever …

I can't forget the storm. Cool raindrops hit my body and heart. ......